Brackenridge Broads and Bitches

On Monday, the Walkie Talkies took their third weekly stroll through Brackenridge Park, checking out the construction at the Witte Museum along the way. Since they’ve decided to move their meeting place from Olmos Park to Brackenridge Park, they discussed renaming themselves while they walked the 2.8 miles they logged that day. From now on they are to be called... ta da…. “the Brackenridge Broads.”

Mary had suggested “Brackenridge Beauties,” but as all of the women in question are of a certain age, Ann suggested “broads” was more appropriate. (If it had been up to me and Chica we might have gone for something like “Brackenridge Broads and Bitches,” but we weren’t asked.)

Back home, we recovered awhile on our mistresses’ bed and then went out in the back yard to watch the Monarch butterflies, who were savoring lantana and butterfly weed blooms en route to their winter home in Mexico.

Speaking of food, Mary has started cooking a mixture of hamburger, brown rice and vegetables for us. It's soooo much better than the dry dog food we'd been getting. Hope she keeps it up. We love it!